A princess lived on the top floor of her castle. One morning a letter was delivered. "Hello?" she said.
"This is the volaf," it read. "I'm coming up."
"Somebody is being a love expert," she thought, and discarded the note.
A half-hour later, another letter came. It was the same writer.
"It's the volaf," it said. "I'll be up soon."
The princess didn't know what to think, but she was getting frightened.
Once more a letter arrived. Again it was the volaf.
"I'm coming up now," it read.
She quickly called for the guards. They said they would be right over. When she heard a knock at her door, she sighed with relief. "They are here!" she thought.
But when she opened the door, there stood a little old snowman with a carrot nose and stick arms held open. "I am Volaf," he said. "Vand I vike varm vugs."